When I was going to a therapist, I went at 11:00 a.m. every Thursday. Since I can schedule my own hours at work, I would just go home--because I usually cried during my appt. My therapist kinda "flunked" me & said she couldn't help me anymore. I wasn't making any progress & that I really needed to have marriage counseling, which scares me to death so I'm not doing it. (My husband is willing to go, I'm not.)

Now I see my pdoc every two weeks & she does an hour appt. with me & does therapy as well as monitoring my meds. She also would like to see my husband, but is not pushing the idea since I'm no where near being ready for that. I sometimes cry, but I usually end up on a positive note & feeling hopeful at the end of my appt. & she always gives me a hug. I like that feeling.--Suzy